Page 63 of Ashes of Saints

We’ll talk, but I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted her to remember who her pretty cunt belonged to.

I trust my friends, but I know who they are. They’ll want to fuck her. Aurora isn’t my wife or girlfriend, so I can’t claim her. Meaning she is available for any of them to enjoy.

It’s how we work.

How we’ve always worked.

So, in my fucked-up way, I decided to claim the part of her that is mine. Her hot little cunt. Planting the vibrating device inside her means she will be focused purely on me. So yeah, I guess I planted a flag inside the woman I’m fucking... and fucking with.

My research has been slow. I’ll admit my motivations have been thwarted somewhat by the enjoyment I’m having by filling Aurora each night with my cock.

Each time I remind myself to have one orgasm, and focus on digging around, I find a new position or place in her home that I want to see her cheeks blush and listen to her screaming my name.

I take her hand, after pulling up outside the venue, and we head down the red carpet.

Eric follows but will hover around the edges of the event during the evening.

I’m not a political figure.

My security needs are limited.

If I’m working on a high-profile business flip, I’ll tighten things up, but right now I’m riding a high after bringing a well-known brand back from near ruin. Hiring numbers are fifteen percent up. I was on the local news this morning talking to them about the future of the company.

This is what I refer to as the golden child stage. When I purchase my next project, I’ll be back to the villain.

Lucky I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks.

Staying alive though, that’s important, so Eric’s job is secure for now.

“My god, why didn’t you tell me it’s black tie?” Aurora grabs my arm, tiptoeing up to try to whisper in my ear.

My hand slides over her hip, brushing her ass. “Because you would’ve freaked out. I had another dress in the limo prepared, but you look gorgeous.”

She does.

The black dress falls to just above her knees and dips perfectly between her sexy breasts. If she was my wife, I would’ve put a diamond necklace around her neck and wrist. A rock on her finger.

What the hell?

I have never had those kinds of thoughts before.

Jesus. This is obviously just my dominance, and the sex toy is not a set of diamonds, so I need to just relax.

Aurora is not mine, but I wanted her to know that none of my friends are available for her to fuck. And vice versa. I have a memory like an elephant and hadn’t forgotten our first date conversation.

I wanted you all to myself tonight.

Instead of sharing me?

“Please don’t turn it on, Parker. Not here. It’s completely inappropriate.” She begs and, like the kryptonite it is, my cock thickens.

Turning Aurora to face me as Maddox, Travis, Killian, and Zayne head toward us, I place my hand on her cheek. “I disagree. It couldn’t be more perfect.”

I don’t even care that I’m erect.

“Well, well, well.” Travis smirks like the smart fucker that he is. “Who have we here?”

Aurora drags her angry gaze from me and faces my friends. I tug her closer, putting my hand on the small of her back and introduce her.

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